Monday, November 17, 2008

Merry-Go-Round

Gentle, Gentle
I've seen you cut down trees
Why do they all resemble me
I know you and you know I know
I'm just a fallen man
What are these passing
Remember when we found remedies
Slowly, slowly gentle mind
Come to an ease
Sawed with an axe, I bleed
Misery and bitter falls
Let all things fade
Tell me what they told me
I'm just a man, still learning how to fall
I am no ghost, I cannot walk through walls
They have never looked out for me
I am what I am and what I am is who I am
I know is what I know and all I know is that I fall
Much more than I needed to
Much more than I tried to
Isn't it strange how things have changed
All is well, all is well
Even though sometimes I spin around for days
Round and round and round until I fall